Auctioned By The Ceo
Chapter 17
Oh, to heck with it. In for a penny in for a pound and all that.
“Actually, yes there is. Could someone purchase some jeans and a plain t-shirt for me when the shops are open, please. Size 14, petite lengths in the jeans.” She threw Logan a glance, somewhat embarrassed at having to say her size in front of him, but the man had explored every inch of her already. He knew full well she wasn’t a stick insect model type, and he seemed to like her body well enough. Sure enough, his gaze grew heated as he ran it slowly over her body, and Hannah ended the phone call rather more breathlessly than when she started it.
“I’ll pay for the clothes of course.”
Logan shook his head.
“Not a chance. The state of your dress is my fault, after all.”
and then stepped aside to let the tired looking bellboy push in the trolley containing a large bucket
to the chair which held his tuxedo jacket, pulled
“For your time.”
man who couldn’t be a day over eighteen, bowed,
stepped up and wrapped a generous handful of ice in one of
the poor lad didn’t know where to look, not that I can blame him.
than was necessary, and